Sam counted his coins at the candy shop counter. He chose a small bag of lemon drops and pushed his money across. The shop owner, Mrs. Patel, was busy talking to another customer. She gave Sam his change without looking.
萨姆在糖果店柜台前数着硬币。他选了一小袋柠檬糖，把钱推了过去。店主帕特尔太太正忙着和另一位顾客说话。她没看就找给了萨姆零钱。
Outside, Sam opened his hand. There was one more silver coin than he expected. It winked in the sunlight. He could buy another candy or save it for later. His pocket suddenly felt heavy.
到了外面，萨姆摊开手。零钱里多了一枚银色硬币。它在阳光下闪闪发亮。他可以再买一颗糖，也可以留着以后用。他的口袋忽然变得沉甸甸的。
Sam walked slowly past the bakery. The extra coin seemed to whisper from his pocket. At the corner, he saw Mrs. Patel through the shop window. She was counting coins into small paper rolls, and her forehead was wrinkled.
萨姆慢慢走过面包店。那枚多出来的硬币像是在口袋里低声说话。走到街角，他透过商店橱窗看见帕特尔太太。她正把硬币数进小纸卷里，眉头皱了起来。
Sam remembered how carefully she had counted his change the week before. He turned around and walked back. The bell above the door rang, and Mrs. Patel looked up. "I think this is yours," Sam said.
萨姆想起上个星期她多么仔细地数零钱给他。他转过身，走了回去。门上的铃铛响了，帕特尔太太抬起头。“我想这是您的，”萨姆说。
Mrs. Patel looked at the coin and then at Sam. "I was short by exactly that much," she said. "Thank you for coming back." Sam felt his face grow warm. He had imagined a reward, but her quiet thanks felt better.
帕特尔太太看看硬币，又看看萨姆。“我正好少了这么多，”她说，“谢谢你回来。”萨姆觉得脸热了起来。他曾想象会得到奖励，但她平静的感谢更让他舒服。
The next Saturday, Mrs. Patel asked Sam to help sort the jars by color. He earned a few coins and a piece of ginger candy. On his way home, he counted them twice. Every coin was exactly where it should be.
下个星期六，帕特尔太太请萨姆帮忙按颜色整理糖果罐。他挣到了几枚硬币和一块姜糖。回家路上，他数了两遍。每一枚硬币都在它该在的地方。